Analysis of My father's death
The Garden of-
Woes There is a sad event in my journey of life. One caused by much pain and much strife. A nightmare appeared with no mercy, holding a knife. Even when it was bound by the hands of prayer. Visions of a slaughter brought on by a slayer, I woke up I cried Calling for my father, but there is no reply. Mother, Brother, Where are you? The replies had good words of few. Your father has kicked the bucket." I heard the response that killed me like the blade of the cutter. My father had died/ my heart was beating like aflutter. Now I have nothing to lose. My father had died with no cause. Being alive without him is like a garden without a rose. Decay, no beauty, a garden of woes. Death waits for none. Dark life, a world of no sun. When life bans you from the one you love. What lies ahead is the land that is above. By/Mohamed Okab
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Metre | 0101 1110101011011111110110101111010011011111011110101011101011111101110111101101011100111111110110101100111110110101101111110101011110111101111110010111101001010111001011111111011111111101111101101110110101 |
Characters | 895 |
Words | 176 |
Sentences | 19 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 2 |
Lines Amount | 2 |
Letters per line (avg) | 326 |
Words per line (avg) | 88 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 652 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 175 |
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